Denying Draco

25 - Astronomy Tower

'I came up here to read actually.' Poppy slightly raised the book in her hand and watched as his narrowed eyes looked at it and then back at her. 'What are you doing up here?'

'Thinking.' He shoved both hands into his pockets as his usual resting frown returned and he shook his head. 'I sometimes come up here to clear my head and I don't particularly appreciate being disturbed.'

Poppy clicked her tongue and rolled her eyes. She didn't have the energy to get into it with him, she just wanted some peace and quiet to read her book. 'If you've got things on your mind then I'm sure Pansy and her cherry lip balm can help you with that.'

She felt childish and stupid making such a petty remark but the fact that he had smelt Pansy in the Amortentia bothered her and she'd let it slip. She didn't want it to develop into further discussion and say more immature things to him which would show that she was bothered so she turned around to leave him be as he'd wished.

'What the hell does that mean?' Draco asked, as she moved to leave.

'Nothing, I'm leaving now,' Poppy sighed.

'Do I detect jealousy?' Draco teased.

Poppy spun around quickly with a vexed scowl on her face. 'Don't ever accuse me of being jealous of her. I could never!' Merlin's beard, I'm such a liar, she thought to herself right after.

Her annoyance amused him greatly as he smirked and pushed out his lower lip, nodding slowly. He pulled his left hand from his pocket and gently rubbed his nose with his thumb, the thick and large ring on his finger catching Poppy's eye and something about the sight of it gave her a flutter in her stomach. She was furious that he would suggest she was jealous of Pansy Parkinson, but the sight of his smirking mouth, nonchalant stance and smouldered eyes was making her want to tear off his clothes.

'Put down your little book,' Draco ordered, nodding towards it in her hand.

'What?' she asked. 'Why?'

'Because you won, right?' He strolled over to her and placed his hands on her hips, guiding her backwards towards the wall. Their eyes locked onto one another, Draco looking down at her with a fiery and intense stare as she stared back up and tried her best not to gulp helplessly. She felt like she was compelled by him, unable to stop him or push him away, even though she could, her mind and body did not allow it. He took the book from her hand and threw it where it slid across the ground and hit the wall somewhere.

'I won?' Poppy questioned, confused by what was happening.

'In Potions class...you won,' he repeated, brushing his thumb across her lower lip. 'Now I have to get on my knees for you.'

Her mouth opened slightly but she could find no words and only a hundred thoughts were flashing through her mind all at once. Does he mean what I think he means?

He waited for her response but when none came, he grinned again and pushed back her robes before getting down onto his knees and lifting her skirt aggressively up past her thighs.

'Draco?' she gasped, glancing back towards the exit. 'Anyone could come up here.'

'Even better,' he mumbled, as he lifted her skirt higher to expose her underwear. He studied the lacy, pink thong she was wearing and pushed the inside of her knees, encouraging her to widen her stance. 'Now, stop talking and let me pay for my loss.'

She had no idea what she was about to feel but she rested her head against the wall behind her and tried to calm her breathing. Already she was completely aroused and just wanting him to touch her in any way at all, and when he did, she almost jumped a foot in the air.

Moving her underwear aside and immediately pressing his lips to her centre, Draco's contact made Poppy react with a sudden jerk from the unexpected sensation. He gripped onto her thighs to station her and kissed her there again, feeling her legs quiver under his hands.

'Oh god...' she whispered, as she felt his mouth open and his warm breath greeted her. When his tongue snaked out and glided slowly upwards in her slit, she closed her eyes and welcomed the heavenly feeling, the urge to cry out loudly taking over her but she tried to control it as not to attract attention.

Draco continued to tease her soaked centre with his tongue, moving it up and down then circling around her clit slowly and gliding up and down again. The pleasure he was already giving her from such subtle movements was making her legs dare to buckle beneath her. As he continued with the same pattern of what he was doing to her, he increased his speed slightly and Poppy's hands found her way into his hair where she gripped onto it tightly as a way to keep herself steady and controlled.

Draco sucked on her clit gently, repeating this and sucking harder until she was unable to bite her tongue any longer and a loud moan escaped her mouth. Upon hearing this, his tongue immediately began moving left to right on her clitoris, making quick and repetitive movements across it as her legs began to bend and he used all the strength in his arms to keep them up. She curled her fists in his hair tighter and he alternated from his side to side tongue movements to kissing her there.

Pulling his mouth away from her, he kissed the inside of her thigh and pulled the skin between his teeth gently.

'Make your mark on me,' she groaned, unsure of why the idea of this turned her on immensely but she wanted him to do it. She felt him exhale against her skin and she knew he was becoming turned on too but she didn't want him to move from his knees. She realised in that moment why she liked being with him so much, why she kept coming back for this. It was the only time Draco ever obeyed anything she said.

He obeyed her and sucked the skin of the inside of her thigh, making her bite down on her lip hard at the pressure and when he was down, he made a trail of kisses back up her thigh and she flattened her palm on the back of his head, pressing his face back into her centre.

Her action made him immediately return his tongue to her clit, thrashing it side to side as fast as he could as Poppy moaned repeatedly above him, her hands now moving down to the back of his neck where she dug in her nails and clawed him. After another moment or two of continuously pleasuring her in the same way with his tongue, he felt her legs begin to shake violently and her moans began quick pants before she let out a loud groan, the muscles in her thighs tensing up under his palms.

Her centre became more moist as she come undone and he took in the taste of her, slowly moving his mouth on her and when she let out a heavy breath and flopped back against the wall, he moved her underwear back into place, pulled down her skirt and got to his feet.

She watched with slightly blurred vision as he wiped underneath and around his mouth with his thumb and then grinned, grabbing her chin in his hand and moving in to press his mouth to hers. When he kissed her, she initially wanted to freak out, but then she tasted herself on his lips and found it surprisingly pleasant.

He pulled back slightly and looked down at her with hooded eyes. 'Like the taste of yourself?'

She felt too embarrassed to admit it now that she was coming down from her high.

'I certainly do,' he continued, stepping away from her and he walked several footsteps away, stopping to pick up her book before he walked back over to her and handed it over. 'Enjoy.'

Once again, he swiftly left her alone without looking back and Poppy immediately sank to the floor, thankful to give her legs a rest considering they were still slightly shaking and she couldn't help but repeatedly think about how what she had just experienced was one of the most riveting feelings she had ever felt.

She opened her book to the first page and tried to concentrate on the words, but all she could think about was what Draco had just done to her and how it had felt and how she wished she could run after him and have him do it all over again but that thought was quickly disturbed by the image of Pansy entering her mind. Clearly Pansy was the girl he really wanted and Poppy was somebody he was just using for a bit of fun. It didn't make sense to her. Pansy seemed like she would be perfectly happy to do all of these things with Draco and Poppy believed that Pansy would certainly have a lot more experience than her. Nevertheless, he kept coming back to her and as much as she struggled to understand him, she did not want him to ever stop.

If he wants to use me, then there is nothing wrong with me using him too.